Barbar Blech ! Schieb Haff juvenil wüll
Jesse. Jesse, trieb Axt ! Fühl
Wonn ' Form Eimass der
Wonn ' Form Ei dem*
Und Wonn ' forder Liter Boje
Olive; staun der Lehen !
.. you might need a few helpful notes ...
Barbar Blech = " Barbarous sheet iron"
Schieb Haff ... a type of lagoon formed in the Baltic behind a long spit of sand.
The poet shoves the sheet-iron away and urges young Jesse ro rummage around and to get busy with his axe.
* He tells him to feel bliss at the shape of the egg-measure and at the egg itself. These had presumably been washed ashore but had been buried under all the rubbish.
While you're trying to make sense of that, here's this ...
In the absence of any words videos for it, here's a handy hint about that "poem" up there....... try reading it out loud.
Here's another one
for a bit of fun!
Liter mies muffelt;* Satan atü** fett,
Hie Dinge kurz und weh.***
Sehr kämme Piks beide
Ente satt Daun ' bei Seide.
Unfrei den mies muffelt, oh Weh !****
* The poet complains that his beer has an unpleasant smell.
** A welcome abbreviation for " Uberdruckatmosphäre" or excess atmospheric pressure. It is interesting to note that a British atmosphere is equal to 1.033 Continental atmospheres, which clearly demonstrates the superiority of the air we breathe and the value of taking holidays at home.
*** The Devil had made the air so greasy that everything is stunted and painful.
**** As long as he remains in bondage he is bound to experience bad smells and to suffer.
Das klappt, ja ! ?